take care

Yuri’s doctor decided that he’s healed up enough to go about his apartment without help.

At first, Hans was relieved to be in their own apartment again and that Yuri was doing better. Takyaan welcomed them home with open arms and they spent the day walking around the city after feeling cooped up inside for a week and a half, but they still found themself thinking of how to help their friend.

Hans isn’t good at most things, but there’s another thing they’re very good at. Caring a lot.

It didn’t take them long to start calling Yuri every night, just to make sure he’s doing okay. Hans thought he’d find it annoying, but every time he answered he sounded like he was happy to hear from them. In the days following, they ended up wandering to his apartment every day. They’d check his healing incision and help with anything that needed to be done. It was unnecessary and overbearing, but Yuri would just smile his signature lopsided smirk and Hans would give him a huge, toothy grin.

It’s been a week since Hans stopped being a live-in aide. They’re getting dressed to go out on a walk, which will probably end with them bringing some dinner to Yuri’s apartment. They put on their sweat pants, socks and sandals, their pink glasses, maybe a shirt… no shirt.

The door to their modest apartment slides open and they’re ready to head on their way, but they immediately run into someone standing just outside. They look at Yuri with a bewildered expression, and Yuri looks down at them surprised and nervous. Normally, Hans doesn’t have to look up at him, but apparently he’s feeling well enough to wear his platform boots again.

“Well, hey!” Hans greets with a sunny smile. “You coming to see me at my apartment? That’s new!”

They expect Yuri to give them an amused hum before moving out of the way, but instead he just stands there and takes a breath, running a hand through his hair.

“Do you wanna go out on a date sometime?” Yuri asks point blank, and it shocks Hans into forgetting what they were going say.

They're a very forward person when they like someone, as Yuri has learned over the months of being the subject of affection and compliments. But there’s only one person they that matches them in forwardness but without the pomp of flirting, and it’s Yuri.

Hans takes a moment to think of an answer, and the longer they take the more Yuri blushes behind his pink visor. It’s kind of funny. “Sure, but aren’t dates for getting to know people you’re interested in?” They laugh. “I already know you pretty well and I’m interested, so why not just ask what you really want?”

They smile when Yuri bows his head and they can practically see steam blowing out of his ears. They vaguely remember a time the two of them were talking over dinner and he admitted he’d never had any sort of steady partner before. Now, they could guess why. Despite being so forward he’s very easily embarrassed.

“Look, asshole.” Yuri only ever pulls out the insults when he’s flustered. Hans’s smile widens. “It was… It was nice having someone caring about me? Like, obviously you still care about me but, I guess for me. I’ve never had anyone to just really be there for me when I needed it, and I miss it. I miss you. And. Like. It doesn't hurt that you're a 10...”

Yuri’s rambling. He realizes this. And Hans realizes this. They look up at him expectantly and Yuri drags a hand down his face when it’s clear he’s not getting anywhere like this. Hans is expecting him to just outright ask, but they’re caught off guard when Yuri takes a step forward and grabs their face.

Yuri kisses them. Deeply. Hans has to hold onto the door frame to keep the both of them from stumbling backwards. They tangle the other hand in Yuri’s hair and his fingers dig into their back, and for a moment their whole world spins. The kiss only breaks it off when their glasses bump into each other.

“Does that count as me asking what I really want?” Yuri says after catching his breath and wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. Hans puts a hand over their fluttering heart and laughs loudly.

“Yeah. I’d love to be your boyfriend, babe.” They answer easily with a huge heartfelt smile, and Yuri practically melts with relief and joy.

They just look at each other quietly before Hans takes a step back and opens the door a bit wider to invite Yuri into their apartment. He follows them in and the door slides shut behind him.

Yuri moves in only a month later.